| CTP
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| Let me tell you 'bout my pretty little thing
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| She 'round me all the time, say I shouldn’t really slip
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| Call myself a sucker, I still hug her
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| Even when she’s on mine and then my brothers hip
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| Seen a man stand behind his chick like he should
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| Hold her firm, 'cause she could get you hurt if you’re shook
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| If man grab your bird and take turns givin' juks
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| It’s mad 'cah your girl ain’t a hooks
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| You just treat her wrong
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| When I was a kid, had a girl small and slim
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| When I put on my bugs, used to share a foot
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| Freaky girl near my balls like she’s tryna scrooms
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| We talked through my thoughts, either bad or good
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| She hold my hand tight like a tug of wars
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| If I dash she’ll ask me why I’m runnin' for
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| Sorry baby, won’t work, need another whore
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| I can’t lie, she was with on my trips out of ends
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| I was gettin' hard bread like a toaster
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| Then I got a new ting, older, not much of a smoker
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| But I love it when it’s that time
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| When she rides and hangs off my shoulder
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| Her name was Sam
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| Used to love it if we banged, understandin'
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| When I have a problem, she a solver
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| She don’t really feel bashment but loves drill and soca
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| Love the way she looks when her backs arched over
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| Long legs
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| I don’t like how she undress slower
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| No hesitation, she’s on penetration
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| But I won’t lie ain’t much of a blower
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| Turn a boy brave, that’s from shook to a soldier
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| Have a boy dazed anytime she looks over
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| She big, you can spot her from a range, she a Rover
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| She hits, got a one bang, touch you with that hand and it’s over
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| Put you on your butt, spread out like it’s Clover
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| Holdin' you down
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| When they see you they know that’s me
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| When we’re cruisin' around
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| Yeah, they watch and they watch and they watch
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| When I’m holdin' you down
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| I can never have you out here lookin' a clown
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| Yeah, they know by now
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| 'Cause we’re the talk of the town
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| Let me tell you 'bout my ex-ting
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| This big nose bitch called Gauges
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| Linked her through her mates
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| Said it straight, she was dangerous
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| Take time when her plates full
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| Man she throws it back in my face, she’s ungrateful
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| Never touched no other tings, I stayed faithful
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| But then she touched the wing 'cause of a bait move
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| The cops did grab her, now she doin' up slammer
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| But I’m the one that sent her, I can’t blame you
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| When I was linkin' her, bro was linkin' Revalisha
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| But that girl there was such a diva
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| Blew it all on her when he got his P’s up
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| Worst thing she couldn’t come through when he need her
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| She moved to his friend 'cah he’s a bigger geezer
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| Thought it was all sweet when he received her
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| Still didn’t work out, couldn’t clean up
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| Said the sweets she tried eat gave her a fever
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| She was sittin' sick from work, she was absent a lot
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| She was a bad girl, been on the run from the cops
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| 'Til she sat and got bagged at a spot
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| That’s two sweet girls that they keepin' up locked
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| Free up Revalisha and Gauges, it’s peak
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| Somehow, always there, we buck paigons for beef
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| We used to do loads on the streets
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| Bring her home, buck bro and then just smoke on the weed
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| Holdin' you down
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| When they see you they know that’s me
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| When we’re cruisin' around
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| Yeah, they watch and they watch and they watch
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| When I’m holdin' you down
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| I can never have you out here lookin' a clown
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| Yeah, they know by now
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| 'Cause we’re the talk of the town |